Warrior in Turbulent Han Dynasty

Inside the hall of Li Chuyun's house there was a small door covered with a curtain, and the maids brought tea and water and retreated, and if they didn't go through the main entrance of the hall, they would withdraw from the small door inside.

This maid is very well-behaved in front of people. Unexpectedly, when she entered the back room and saw a beautiful young lady wearing a cross-collared skirt, her tongue fluttered and she spoke very eloquently: "The few people who just came, one of them is Luo, who is an old friend of A Lang (the male master Li Chuyun), and he brought another general named Guo Shao. I heard that the person named Guo Shao is a general from Tokyo. I didn't listen to them. I really didn't expect him to be a general, so young..."

Xiao Niang frowned slightly: "A military general also wants to come to fight poetry?"

The servant girl smiled and said, "Who knows, maybe the good name of the lady (Miss) has spread to Tokyo?"

"What's so funny?" Xiao Niang scolded lightly.

The maid hurriedly suppressed her smile, and said flatteringly: "I forgot for a while, that Mr. Zhe brought so many people to fight poetry today, and he had bad intentions in the first place."

"It's good to know." The young woman said, "Father didn't say that we should use Wen to recruit relatives, but he is good. He shamelessly meddles in other people's affairs. Rumors are spread everywhere, saying that our Li family values ​​scholars, and Mr. Li wants to find a son-in-law who is talented in literature. He also coerced a group of people to come to the house to dance and write. Don't I know what medicine is sold in the gourd named Zhe? Father didn't promise that today whoever writes poems is good."

The servant girl approached and said quietly: "Last night, I was in the madam's room, but I heard from A Lang that if I can see someone who is still passable today, I will simply follow the plan and promise you my lady, so that I won't make Mr. Zhe worry about it all the time."

"Ah?" The young lady of the Li family was startled, "Why did you say it now?"

"You went to bed last night, but I forgot this morning...Ah Lang is right." The servant girl said apologetically, "It's better to marry someone than to marry Mr. Zhe. How can I see how annoying he is! Just now he said what General Guo said outside, and my wife heard it."

Mrs. Li said coldly: "I am obedient, it seems that I have fallen in love with a general surnamed Guo who just came from Tokyo, why don't you marry him yourself! Go and ask him if he is willing to marry you."

The servant girl shrank her head, and said resentfully: "I am a slave, can I marry a great general? If there is such a good thing, then I am willing to be an ox or a horse in the next life..." She didn't care about Li's displeasure, gave her a cold face, and said briskly, "Why don't you go to the front, hide behind the curtain, and take a peek at a corner. It’s better to be a warrior, there are all in the front hall!”

Mrs. Li said coldly: "These scholars all know that they recite poems, compose poems, dances, and write ink. I am annoyed when I see them! Warriors are not good people. They have been fighting for years and months, but they are only fighting for power and profit, and they don't care about the lives of the people!" Li became a little depressed as he spoke.

At this moment, another loud voice came from outside. Mr. Zhe's voice said: "As for the topic, there is no limit, and it is also limited to the form, as long as it is based on what you have seen and heard."

Another man's voice said: "It's so good...let me think about it for a while."

The person who spoke just now should be that General Guo, because he also said before, "I am indeed a martial artist, and I don't know how to write poetry." You can probably guess the narration of Li's contact with the maid again.

After a while, General Guo's voice said again: "Mr. Zuo, on our way to Guanzhong, we passed Tongguan. Don't you have any feelings?"

"I'm exhausted from the journey, I really don't have much thought, how does my lord feel about Tongguan?"

General Guo's voice said: "This trip to Guanzhong, I felt a little sighed in my heart, why don't we use the theme of Tong's concern for the ancients... Mr. Zhe, we don't limit the genre today?"

Mr. Zhe said: "Poems, Fu, long and short sentences are all fine, there is no limit."

"That's good. I happened to have a sentence or two." General Guo pondered for a moment, then said loudly, "The peaks and mountains are like gathering, the waves are like raging, the mountains and rivers outside and inside Tongguan Road..."

There was a noisy atmosphere outside just now because of the crowds, but it immediately became quiet, so quiet that people could not feel that there were as many as dozens of people sitting together.

The girl in the back room, Li Shixiu raised her eyebrows slightly, and without paying attention, she boasted: "A good sentence, majestic and concise, but not without traces of carving, let alone pretentious, much better than those soft and frivolous moans and piles of pornographic words..."

The maid next to her didn't quite understand the good and the bad in the poems, but she could understand the lady's undisguised compliments, and looked at her with a smile. After a while, Mrs. Li noticed the maid's smile, she immediately lowered her face and stopped talking.

At this moment, someone came from outside and chanted loudly like a sigh: "Looking at the western capital, I hesitated. Sadly, where the Qin and Han scriptures traveled, thousands of palaces and palaces have been turned into dirt..."

Mrs. Li couldn't help being moved, he is a general, a young general? She couldn't help getting up, ignoring the scolding of the servant girl just now, she ran straight to the door and opened the curtain to see. At this time, there was a loud applause outside, and people applauded one after another.

But I saw a tall and tall young man in a long robe and a hood standing beside the table, looking thoughtful. At first glance, the young man is a martial artist, with a brave body and face, but at this moment, he seems to be immersed in the artistic conception and feelings of the sentence, with a trace of melancholy in his resolute brows, like a poet who is concerned about the country and the people. Li Shi's eyes gradually changed.

People were still applauding, when suddenly he flicked his robe sleeves and read a sentence like enlightenment: "Prosperity, the people are suffering; death, the people are suffering!"

Everyone fell into silence for a long time, and Mr. Zhe looked embarrassed, and was at a loss for words for a while, unable to say anything. It was as if a needle could be heard in the surrounding area. No one spoke, and no one was bothered to move. There was only a slight cough, which was suppressed with patience.

At this time, Mrs. Li accidentally touched an incense ash basin by the door, and made a "bang" sound, which was very clear at once. People outside looked sideways when they heard the movement, only to see that the curtain was swaying slightly in the absence of wind, and no one was there.

Mrs. Li ran away, her face was flushed, she just felt that this house was not safe, as if she was afraid of being seen, she went out through another door and rushed into the yard. The servant girl trotted after her quickly, panting impatiently and asked: "My lady, is General Guo's poem the best?"

"It's a long and short sentence, and the sound in one or two places is a bit strange... If you compose a song and give it a name, you can still sing it." Li Shi said softly.

The servant girl persisted and said: "I asked him if his long and short sentences are the best. If it is the best, Alang will be the master..."

"Speech!" Li Shi snorted softly, "I don't know how to be ashamed, can this kind of thing be shouted outside?"

The maid turned her head, pretending to be sad: "Listening to what the lady said, the poems written by General Guo should be the best, but what if Mr. Zhe insists on saying that his words are not good, how can it be good? Mr. Zhe mentioned today's matter. He presided over the poetry meeting, so it is natural for him to comment on good or bad."

Li sneered and said: "Young Master Zhe can be shameless, but he can't be shameless to that extent! If he dares to say that General Guo's long and short sentences are not good, he has to find a copy among the group of people for comparison. As for those famous people who have been praised by each other by idleness, I don't believe anyone can have such a mind, and what they can write can be compared to one of Tong Guangu's ten thousand!"

As Li expected, none of the people in the front hall dared to challenge Tong Guanguan's "Long and Short Sentences". Many people had a lot of compliments, Mr. Zhe was very embarrassed, he didn't say who was the best, and he didn't mention who was selected, and soon left the meeting angrily.

Guo Shao still doesn't understand what's going on with today's poetry meeting, how could he have thought of "Biwen recruiting relatives"? He thought it was just that everyone was too busy to eat, so they got together to be arty.

After all, no one told him about it. If Guo Shao knew the details, he would probably be able to understand why Young Master Zhe would be so rude to a stranger today... Even if there is no grudge, even a villain would not want to be rude to others for no reason; but Young Master Zhe’s resentment is not without reason.

Guo Shao stayed in Li's mansion, and under Luo Yanhuan's arrangement, he had another heart-to-heart talk with Li Chuyun... This is his main business when he came to Binzhou, to win over talented people. Li Chuyun seemed to be doing better than Luo Yanhuan, but he didn't seem to have ambitions either. This kind of unwilling and possibly talented person is very cost-effective!

Because a talented person who has achieved success or has shown extraordinary talent, it is not his turn to win over Guo Shao with his strength.

In the afternoon, Guo Shao and other talents "reluctantly" said goodbye to Li Chuyun. Of course they were ashamed to live in Li's Mansion, and Guo Shao had a place to stay, which was the post house outside the city of Binzhou...Of course they would not say in half from Ruan Ming when they arrived in Binzhou: I will poach your corner;

Luo Yanhuan and "Guan Gong" Li Chuyun were old friends for many years, and they didn't return to the post house until evening.

When Luo Yanhuan saw Guo Shao, he was not surprised and swore endlessly: "Mr. Li asked me to investigate Guo Dushi's family affairs. Did he marry a wife and have children?"

Speaking of this, Jing Niang, who was sitting far away, looked sideways.

Guo Shao stared, "What does he mean?"

"It's nothing... I just found out, that..." Luo Yanhuan said, "Today's poem competition is intended for the Li family to compete in recruiting relatives. The lady of the Li family will promise whoever has a good poem... It is obvious that Guo Dushi's long and short sentences are second to none among the people present."

Guo Shao froze for a moment, then turned his head to look at Zuo You, as if saying: You did a good job.

Zuo You had a joking look on his face: "Since the Sui and Tang Dynasties, poems have to be written first in the imperial examination. I always think that the lord has read a lot of books. I think the lord can at least compose a decent poem, at least not too embarrassing. Unexpectedly, you shocked everyone as soon as you made a move. Now even the young lady will not let you go."

Guo Shaodao: "When did I say that I wrote those words myself?"

Luo Mengzi smiled and said: "Didn't Brother Luo say that the young lady of the Li family is well-known far and wide, now my eldest brother is blessed with beauty!"